You Don't Know Me | A Andy Gibb What If Story

Chapter 48

Sundays were my favorite. They were our lazy days. We didn't have anything to do but be together. 

As the anniversary weekend was winding down, all I could think about was how Thanksgiving and Christmas were gonna be here before I knew it.

I woke up because Sam was scratching at the bedroom door. Andy was still asleep next to me. I snuck out of the bed and grabbed my robe. Though California doesn't get cold like the East Coast, there was definitely a fall chill in the air.

Andy didn't stir when I got out of bed. I glanced at the clock and it was 6:50.

I opened the door quietly and went to let Sam out for the morning. I went and put the coffee pot on.

It was nice being loved and giving love. For the first time in my life, after the hardships, I guess it's true that everything happens in divine timing.

By the time I got the coffee on, it was still only a little after 7.  My stomach was growling so I grabbed a donut out of the box and went to sit down outside with Sam to watch the sunrise.

After a few, I could smell the coffee so I finished the donut and went back inside to make myself a cup. I trekked back outside with Sam. 

I sighed happily as life for once was making sense. I had everything a girl could want including love.

After what seemed like an eternity, a sleepy Andy walked out to the patio where I was sitting with my coffee.

"Good morning sleepy head," I commented as he walked over to where I was.

He chuckled.

"Good morning darling," he remarked as he kissed my forehead.

"How did you sleep?" I asked him.

"Obviously really well I mean here you are already drinking coffee," he commented chuckling.

"Sam was scratching at the door so I had to come let him out and I didn't want to go back to bed," I told him.

"You should have woken me to let him out," he commented.

I shook my head.

"No no you need to rest," I told him as I messed up his already bed head of hair.

"You are the one who works outside this house 5 days a week you need to rest," he told me.

"We have the entire day to spend in bed together," I told him.

"That's very true darling," he remarked happily.

"So why complain I didn't rejoin you?" I asked jokingly.

"Cause your love keeps me warm," he teased.

I rolled my eyes.

"Very smooth loverboy," I told him as I decided to go inside to shower and put on more comfy clothes.

"Loverboy? That's new," he commented as he followed me.

I went to put my coffee cup in the sink and Andy went to make himself one.

"Yes loverboy," I told him.

He chuckled.

"I could get used to that nickname," he replied.

"Okay, loverboy. I'm going to go rinse off and get ready for the day," I told him as I hugged him from behind.

He was standing by the coffee pot and he was stirring his cup.

"Sounds good darling I will join you in a few," he remarked.

I disappeared to get ready. Sundays were my favorite like I said before. No one to see, nowhere to go. 

After rinsing off and getting dressed, Andy was waiting on the bed drinking his coffee.

"Ta-da," I remarked jokingly.

"You stole my sweatshirt how dare you," he teased.

It was his "Malibu" one. I liked how it fit me. 

"So? I've had it for like the last 2 weeks," I asked as I sat down on the bed.

"It looks nice on you darling," he remarked as he put the coffee down.

"Thanks," I remarked as I brushed my hair out.

"How did I not notice that go missing?" Andy asked himself.

"I don't know I've worn it a few times while I've seen you in the past few weeks," I replied as I went to put my brush up.

"It's been that long? Good lord," he remarked chuckling.

"Yeah good lord," I teased back.

"You are mean," he pretended to fake cry.

I rolled my eyes.

"I think you are being extra dramatic Mr. Gibb," I told him as I crawled back on the bed.

"You think so?" he asked as he looked at me.

I chuckled.

"Very much so I think I'm keeping this sweater to myself," I told him.

"But I like it," he told me.

"I hardly see you wear it anymore," I told him.

"That's cause you stole it and it went missing," he retorted.

I shook my head.

"Finders keepers," I told him as I laid back to get comfy.

"Nuh-uh," he replied.

"Then after I take off today, and it gets washed, it'll be yours again," I told him as I rested my eyes.

He chuckled.

"You really are nonchalant today darling aren't ya," he commented as he adjusted to lay next to me.

"Yes," I replied not opening an eye.

I could feel him adjusting so he would be lying and facing toward me.

I peeped one eye open and he indeed was staring at me.

"Why are you staring?" I asked him.

"Cause I like admiring what's mine," he told me. 

I smiled.

"That was cute loverboy," I told him.

"Is that my new nickname?" he asked curiously as he laid an arm over me to bring me closer to his side.

"Maybe I don't know I just started saying it," I commented as I adjusted my pillow.

We were now face to face. 

"It's cute. I'm glad you are finally warming up to me," he commented quietly.

I smiled.

"How could I not warm up to you? Have you seen you?" I told him quietly.

Without me opening my eyes, he leaned over and kissed my cheek.

"You say I'm a sap darling. You are such a sap," he remarked closely to my ear.

I shivered at his close proximity.

"Shush," I remarked as I opened my eyes to see him looking at me.

"Gladly," he remarked as he kissed me.

I smiled to myself as our Sunday was off to a wonderful start.